I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 210 Chu Binghe

"Um...why don't you want to think about this, instead of dying?"

Chu Binghe's cooperation made Bai Xuan feel embarrassed.

He suggested, "How about I finish you off? I have some experience as an executioner... I guarantee a painless abortion."

"Or, shall I mix you some more pleasant-smelling poison? I guarantee you'll depart peacefully?"

Chu Binghe shook his head: "No need to trouble you."

She smiled as she spoke, then a trickle of blood escaped from her mouth: "I just shattered my own heart meridian."

"Huh?" Bai Xuan was shocked: "So decisive? So sudden?"

“I’ve always been this decisive.” Chu Binghe turned around, pointed to the mountain and said, “In these last moments, walk with me.”

"I dare not refuse you."

Bai Xuan never expected things to go so smoothly, in fact, it went too smoothly, which made him feel a little strange.

But Chu Binghe's weakened state was real; her life force was draining away, and her face was visibly pale.

“I was born a refugee. My parents abandoned me, but my master saved me.”

"The White Plum Sect is my home, and my fellow disciples here are my family."

She said gently, "Everyone has things they care about, and perhaps only when they are about to die can they feel that they can let go."

Bai Xuan said, "Death is fair and the same for everyone. At least the Well of Reincarnation truly has an afterlife, so you don't need to worry too much about it."

Chu Binghe clutched his chest, climbing the mountain slowly, one step at a time: "You shouldn't be a disciple of the White Plum Sect, right?"

"No."

“If you were a disciple of the White Plum Sect, He would surely have paid any price to kill you. If it were me, I would have done the same,” Chu Binghe said softly. “You are too clever.”

"I'm not smart, I just know a lot more." Bai Xuan wasn't being modest; anyone with his life experience could stand at the same level as him. "Moreover... the White Plum Sect four hundred years later is also full of talented people."

Chu Binghe smiled and said, "You're saying this all of a sudden to be considerate of my feelings?"

Bai Xuan nodded: "Mm."

"There's no need for that. Just knowing that it still exists is enough to comfort me. Whether it prospers or declines, that's the choice of future generations." Chu Binghe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "I only pursue a clear conscience, but I won't demand that future generations do the same."

"Perhaps I'm about to die, but I've figured some things out now."

Would you like to hear my reasoning?

Bai Xuan said solemnly, "I would like to hear the details."

"It's just a few simple deductions..." Chu Binghe's tone became increasingly gentle.

"The immortal opportunity that Master obtained was a trap. It was hidden in the shadow of the White Plum Sect for more than four hundred years, secretly manipulating and rewriting history. Even if someone in history saw through it, they still failed to spread the truth."

"It can't be just a delay for the sake of delaying; it's waiting for something, perhaps an opportunity to break free, or perhaps a key element."

Bai Xuan thought for a moment: "Or perhaps, it's just one person."

"Is he/she a very special person?"

“Hmm, it has a very special constitution… The Heavenly Demon doesn’t seem to be a physical being. It can control illusions, so it is essentially closer to a spiritual being.” Bai Xuan raised his hand and grabbed a fish from the mountain stream. As he cut the fish’s body, he took out a parasite: “If such a being wants to break free and regain its freedom… then it needs a physical body. Perhaps the Corpse Demon is a half-finished product of its experiment.”

"That's right." Chu Binghe encouraged, "You must remember to go find that girl; she must be in a very bad situation right now."

Bai Xuan nodded first, then asked in confusion, "How did you know it was a girl?"

Chu Binghe was slightly taken aback: "Yes, how did I know?"

She pressed her aching chest as waves of memories washed over her: "I think I... I remember..."

After saying that, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground.

At the same time, a huge crack appeared in the sky and earth.

Chu Binghe raised his hand to stop Bai Xuan from approaching: "Don't come any closer... Don't come any closer. I'm fine, I'm just about to die."

Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she were laughing.

"That girl... her name is Fan Qingshuang, right?"

Bai Xuan said quietly, "You remembered."

“I remembered what happened before… and I also remembered your name.”

Chu Binghe is dying, so her restrictions are being lifted little by little, and those recurring memories are flooding into her mind.

"Your name is Bai Xuan..."

"Just as you said, everything is as you described. I am merely a piece on the chessboard, perhaps a very important one, and because I am about to disappear, chaos has broken out here."

The mountain streets began to appear and disappear intermittently, and the nearby woods were sometimes lush and sometimes withered, like a game screen with a texture error that started to flicker erratically, a blurry, unbearable polyhedron.

She couldn't help but smile, not with regret for her impending death, but with a look of glee. "I never imagined that before I perish, I would witness such scenes..."

"interesting."

"If I were still alive, I probably would never have been able to see such a view."

She slowly straightened her body, raising her back, a movement so difficult for a dying person.

But she still stood tall with her back straight, looking back at the young man in white.

"How difficult it must be to die without regrets in this life."

She raised her chin, her blood-stained clothes fluttering in the wind.

In the chaotic trial space, her image also became unstable, sometimes flashing and sometimes switching, sometimes a mature sect leader, sometimes a fledgling female warrior, and sometimes a dirty little girl.

His voice also changed constantly between maturity, immaturity, and youthfulness, but what remained unchanged was the composure in his voice.

"last question."

Tell me... did I, Chu Binghe, die a worthy death?

Bai Xuan took a deep breath.

"History has already etched your achievements, Sect Leader Chu. There is no need for others to say or prove them."

Upon hearing this reply, Chu Binghe smiled; she smiled, both young and childlike.

His smile was so relaxed and carefree.

"Smile, Bai Xuan."

"Despite the twists and turns, we ultimately got everything we wanted."

"My wish has been fulfilled."

"Next..."

"May you have great success in your military endeavors."

This blessing was originally supposed to be the final farewell.

But Chu Binghe couldn't help but say another thing.

"That slap... really hurt."

After uttering the words, "I'll remember this grudge," the last glimmer of light in Chu Binghe's eyes vanished.

Bai Xuan's response also froze in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Because no matter what you say, the other person can no longer hear you.

Kakakaka——!
boom--!
The moment Chu Binghe completely lost her life, cracks burst forth from her body.

The enormous spatial rift pointed like a sharp sword towards the sky.

It tore apart the sky, tore apart the mountains and forests, tore apart the steps, and also tore apart the woman standing in the mountain path.

The entire trial grounds of the secret realm began to crumble.

She was the very foundation that held the entire Secret Realm Trial together; the moment Chu Binghe was gone, its collapse became irreversible.

The crack that has opened is the door to leaving this place.

"Fur—!"

He let out a long breath.

Bai Xuan stepped onto the broken, floating mountain path and headed towards the crack.

Before leaving, he turned back and took one last deep look at the scene before him.

And I will secretly etch a memory in my heart—Chu Binghe, even though we never truly met and got to know each other in history, I will remember you.

There are very few people that Bai Xuan can remember.

But from now on, the name Chu Binghe will have a place in that vast sea of ​​memories.

Turn around.

Bai Xuan looked at the dark crack.

Then he raised his fist and shattered that broken barrier.

Light shines through it.

It illuminated his path forward.

……

(End of this chapter)